Liu Yixuan saw that Xiao Zixuan and the other son beside him had been laughing, and couldn't help but squint her eyes in confusion. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

She looked at it intently, but her pretty face suddenly turned red: This son next to Xiao Zixuan is so handsome...... There is still such a handsome man in the world, Liu Yixuan feels that her heart is about to be completely captured.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, the eyebrows are thick and the eyes are fine, elegant and smart, noble and friendly, the ten fingers are slender and plain, and the beautiful and straight body is simply impeccable.

Liu Yixuan felt that her cheeks were so hot that she could fry eggs, and she didn't even have the interest to continue arguing with Xiao Zixuan, she quickly lowered her head and covered her delicate face.

Xiao Zixuan cleared his throat, planning to fight Liu Yixuan to the death, but suddenly found that this girl had actually died down?! What's going on......

He glanced at Wang Zai beside him with a blue face, Wang Zai's figure was already very tall and handsome, although he was not as tall as Xiao Zixuan, but he was really much taller than ordinary women.

Liu Yixuan, this girl won't be fascinated by Wang Zai who dresses as a man, right?! Xiao Zixuan swallowed his saliva, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile that was not beaten.

Now, it's fun......

He Qizheng beside Liu Yixuan also felt the strangeness of the beauty, his face suddenly became gloomy, he has known Liu Yixuan for so many years, He Qizheng has never seen her so shy, it is clear that the girl who is just beginning to fall in love has met the lover she likes.

He couldn't help but look at Xiao Zixuan with a dark face.

He directly filtered out Xiao Zixuan's candidate, impossible, how could Liu Yixuan like him as a wicked slave?

It can't be Wu Yuman, He Qizheng admits that Wu Yuman is indeed as beautiful as a fairy, and even he often lusts about it, but after all, the gender is there, and he doesn't believe that Liu Yixuan will like a woman.

Then, could it be the boy next to Xiao Zixuan who has never met?

He Qizheng's eyes shrank suddenly, just judging from his appearance, this little white face is really impeccable.

"Phew!" He Qizheng took a sip secretly, and at first glance, he was a prodigal person who was defeated by Jin Yu outside, how could he be comparable to a young and wealthy genius like himself?

He sneered and arched his hand: "I don't know who this son next to Xiao Zixuan is?" Let's introduce myself first, and in the next is the son of He Yingju of the He family in the north of the city, He ......"

"Oh my mother!" Xiao Zixuan waved his hand impatiently, covered his head and said, "He Qizheng, how can I say you are good for the fuck?" Are you yourself, or your son?! Why do you have to mention your father first at any time? ”

He Qizheng clenched his fists violently: "My son at least has a father, and you are just a fatherless and motherless!" ”

At this time, even Liu Yixuan's pretty face stiffened, and the jade hand gently pulled the corner of He Qizheng's clothes, Xiao Zixuan has no father and no mother, only Liu Weiding is a father-in-law, and it is too inferior to squeeze others in this kind of thing.

Wu Yuman, who has not spoken, flashed a trace of grief and indignation between her eyebrows, she has been separated from her mother in the past few years, and can deeply understand the sadness and pain of being fatherless and motherless, no matter how heartless Xiao Zixuan is laughing now, but Wu Yuman can still vaguely feel the bitterness in his heart.

In any case, despising others is a cheap species, which has exceeded the limit of Wu Yuman's patience, I saw her pretty face cold, and her tone was as firm as ice: "Gongzi He, the slave family is committed to this green building, I don't know if it is a cheap species?" ”

As soon as the words came out, not only He Qizheng and the others looked stunned, but even the people at the other tables looked at them curiously.

Wu Yuman's words are extremely weighty, although logically speaking, the smiling woman in the Qinglou is almost the lowest person in the world, even lower than the maids who serve others.

However, the Shilin literati of the Dayan Dynasty never dared to pat their chests and despise the lowliness of prostitutes, especially an oiran like Wu Yuman.

After all, they call prostitutes high-sounding vassals and elegance every day! If you scold others for being low, you can't control your lower body, and you can't control your lower body, and you are hungry and thirsty to eat the rouge on the corners of other people's mouths, you will inevitably take off your own shoehorn and slap your face.

For a while, countless unkind eyes projected towards He Qizheng, causing cold sweat to trickle down his back.

He Qizheng realized that he was too excited just now, and he actually committed public anger. At this moment, he can no longer "take advantage of the victory to pursue", this is tantamount to risking the world's condemnation, after all, he is not a brainless fool like Xiao Zixuan.

I saw He Qizheng snort coldly, and said stubbornly: "The witch girl is both talented and beautiful, naturally she will not be a cheap seed, Xiao Zixuan is domineering with the power of the family, and naturally she is not a cheap species, and it is indeed a mistake by the son." ”

Xiao Zixuan pursed his lips disdainfully, ignoring He Qizheng anymore, he looked at Wu Yuman playfully, but found that this Nizi's neck was pink with shame, and he couldn't help but smile.

Wu Yuman, this girl, is so strong on the lips, but in fact, her heart is quite soft......

After some-for-tat, the number of people in the hall gradually increased.

He Qizheng still didn't inquire about the identity of Wang Zai's "rival in love", but Jian Hanwei's performance was about to start, and he could only let go of the unwillingness in his heart and finish the song first.

I saw that the hall suddenly darkened, all the candlelight was extinguished at the same time, and only a few dim rays of light faintly passed through behind the curtain, reflecting a beautiful figure in the eyes of everyone.

Just looking at the woman's figure, you can already feel her softness and slenderness, and it is really worthy of letting the prince of the dynasty bow down under her pomegranate skirt.

Xiao Zixuan closed his eyes gently, he could probably know the reason why Jian Hanwei extinguished all the candles, it should be that he wanted everyone to give up the enjoyment of vision and devote himself wholeheartedly to the beauty of music.

He couldn't help but secretly admire the young crown cover Jinghua, the romantic romance with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince after the first love, coupled with the family misfortunes, exile on the frontier, and self-destruction after the later experience. With so many ups and downs in life, what kind of touching piano sound will be brewed?

Wu Yuman on the side was also a little surprised at this time. She has been staring at Xiao Zixuan, for fear that he will do something vulgar in such an elegant place, but now it seems that Xiao Zixuan not only did not make a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace, but also closed his eyes, as if he was going to enjoy Jian Hanwei's performance.

Wu Yuman shook her head, she didn't believe that Xiao Zixuan had such a Yaxing.

Suddenly, the sound of "ding", like the first drop of morning dew in the mountains falling between the cracks in the stones, was crisp and long, instantly touching everyone's heartstrings.

It's just an audition.

After a while, the person behind the curtain lifted his hand lightly and slowly landed on the quaint phoenix tail, and everyone's hearts were pinched, and it was about to start!

The first paragraph of "Plugged Song" is written about Gong Yuan Chunsi.

The melodious and moving sound of the piano sounded little by little, vaguely and faintly, like the soft morning breeze of spring, gently pushing open the window of the palace courtyard.

Everyone vaguely saw a beautiful concubine sitting in the window, with frowning eyebrows and resentment, and I felt pity. A moment later, a butterfly flew into the window and landed in the ear of the beautiful woman, who couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, and the sadness between her eyebrows dissipated a little.

Gradually, a few years passed, the beauty has always been in the boudoir empty waiting, but the emperor's favor has never befallen his body, one day, suddenly heard that the Western Regions sent a messenger here to ask for relatives.

Zhaojun gently shed a tear, since he couldn't wait for the emperor's favor, why should he be committed to this palace gate again?

Zhaojun stood up, the gorgeous palace dress was more dazzling than Haoyue, but it was still less tender than Zhaojun's eyes.

She wiped her rouge for the last time, combed her hair for the last time, and inserted a hosta for the last time.

Out of the plug.

Everyone only felt that the scenery in front of them changed suddenly, and there was no yellow sand outside the plug, but they also left the wind and moon in the Central Plains.

Zhaojun married the rugged Khan, who was heroic and magnificent, but he was never the one Zhaojun loved.

The sound of the piano in the back gradually became lingering and sad, and it fell on everyone's hearts like a crisp hand away from someone, gentle but fatal.

But Xiao Zixuan clenched his fists tightly and opened his eyes. I saw the corners of his mouth twitch, revealing a somewhat bitter expression.

It's just like this, dare to call it the soul of the piano?

Sure enough, it's just a false name, and it can't be called such moving music after all.

Xiao Zixuan, who read the book and painted the tiger according to the cat, heard too much in his previous life, and it was not as good as Jian Hanwei.

I was full of expectations, but after Jian Hanwei only plucked half a column of incense, she forced him to pour a basin of cold water on his head.

He raised his eyes, but saw that everyone around him had a look of enjoyment, shaking his head and drinking himself, not knowing if he really fell into Jian Hanwei's piano sound, or just pretending to be intoxicated for the sake of vassal elegance.

Xiao Zixuan only felt a suppressed emotion coming from his chest, which made it difficult for him to breathe for a while.

Jian Hanwei's music is no longer expressive, at least in terms of technique, it is impeccable, why is he so disgusted?

He couldn't hold back the indignation in his heart anymore, reached out and grabbed the teacup on the table violently, only to hear the sound of "pop", the tea splashed all over the ground, and even the woman behind the curtain couldn't help but shake.

"What bullshit, what kind of piano soul?!" Xiao Zixuan's eyes were wide open, and his eyebrows were full of anger.

Wu Yuman beside him sighed bitterly: Sure enough, Xiao Zixuan will definitely do something ugly, although it is in such a way that Wu Yuman can't understand at all.

If you don't talk for a day, can Xiao Zixuan die?!

However, this is not over, Xiao Zixuan actually rushed forward and lifted the veil tent.

"Uncle ****, you bullshit piano soul still dare to continue playing?!"

"Can you play it again?!"

"Damn, you really dare to keep playing, Lao Tzu will beat you to death!"

only heard the sound of "pop", it was obvious that Xiao Zixuan slapped Jian Hanwei with his hand, and everyone present was shocked, is Xiao Zixuan crazy? ! To do such a ridiculous thing!